away. âSee you ⦠if I do?â Sparrowhawk waved, knowing Avery probably wouldnât come to the spaceport to see him off in the morning â they just werenât that close.
âThe blind leading the blind,â Avery muttered under his breath as he watched his brother and sister stagger up the road together. Weâll see who is deluded ⦠and I know it isnât me.
âSo where are you taking us?â Bast prompted. âSomewhere Otherworldly?â
All the Chosen had mastered the art of physical teleportation but to differing degrees. Some could only achieve the feat within the star system. The fourteen appointed ones of the Allied Logoi, which included Maelgwn, Lahmu, Tory and En Noah, could teleport themselves to any known destination or person within the galaxy. But only Avery and the Night Hunter himself could access any destination in the etheric world.
âWant to go to a concert, ladies?â Avery invited themwinningly. He drew their attention to their feet, and both girls gasped and burst into delighted laughter upon realising they were floating.
âYouâre not going to fly us there, are you?â Fallon clutched Avery tighter as they continued to rise.
âHardly,â Avery scoffed, as the blue-white light of the ethers engulfed them and they were spirited off to the mysterious destination.
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When Bast and Fallon found themselves standing on the top of a remote mountain peak in the physical realm of their home planet, the girls were clearly disappointed.
âI donât think the musicians are going to be able to haul their gear up here.â Bast scoffed at Averyâs promise of a concert.
âTrust me.â Avery parked his butt on the ground and leaned back on his elbows to gaze at the sky.
Bast looked at Fallon, who shrugged in blind faith and sat down beside Avery.
âCome on.â Avery patted the ground to the other side of him, urging the suspicious Leonine to be seated also. âQuickly ⦠before the mist comes and you get lost.â
Stay standing, Fallon wished to herself, wanting nothing more than to lose her flamboyant sister so as to have Avery all to herself.
âAll right, Pan man, but this had better be good.â
Before Bast had even got herself comfortable a bright celestial light erupted in the sky, flashing white, and then red, and then green.
âOh, how beautiful!â Fallon uttered, delighted by the spectacle.
âItâs a solar flare shower, so what?â Bast flopped flat onto her back, unimpressed.
âAllow me to turn up the volume a little,â Avery offered, as the mist of a thousand flowers came sweeping over them.
âGreat ⦠now I canât see anything,â Bast chided, inwardly excited by what was occurring.
âThat aroma is heavenly.â Fallon fell onto her back and breathed deep the scent. Her eyes had closed to fully appreciate the bouquet that was very arousing to the senses and was all the more so for feeling Averyâs gaze upon her.
The dress of shimmering black, which Avery knew Fallon had worn for his benefit, fitted her shapely torso rather snugly and seemed to be accentuating her cleavage, as she stretched out on the ground beside him. Maybe it was just the alcohol or the celestial light, but she really did look rather scrumptious this evening. Bast looked fabulous too, but then she always did. This was a new look for Fallon and her personality had taken a swing for the better this evening as well. She was actually pretty cool when she wasnât adoring him like a love-sick teenager â it was kind of nice that he could do a little silent admiring for a change.
A stirring synergy of sound could be heard arising, and as the mist cleared it became apparent that each different note sounded from a different colour as it burst forth in the sky. Now the phenomena in the sky radiated with fluorescent colour that danced in an overawing collage